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The world through my eyes.

At the top sit privilaged few, turning those below into nothing more than filth on which to drop their s**t.



Mine, or hers? When I look at you, you look right through me. I sit next to you, you look the other way as if I'm not real. I listen to you even when you don't talk, you ignore my every word. I think of you all the time, you always think of her. I love you with all my heart, your's seems to still be hers. I am yours, yet you are still hers.......